"Mills, Ray - Making The Bride's Maid" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mills Ray)

soft, stiff nipples. Randi gasped.

"Oooohhh! God, we can't do this!" she cried, pulling back. "Rick! You
know we can't! What do you think you're doing?"

But he knew very well what he was doing. And she couldn't help
responding. Her body grew warm and pliant under his grasp.

"I can't help it, Randi!" he panted, kissing her neck. "I've always
wanted you!"

"No, you can't say that," she said. "You're marrying Laura tomorrow.
You can't have me. You can't want me."

She pulled his hands off her tits and stepped back away from him. But
she half-wished he had not let her stop him. Part of her wanted him not
to take no for an answer. She wanted him to rip off her nightie and
throw her down and fuck her right there on the kitchen floor, even
though she knew that was crazy. Her cunt was wet for him.

"I can't help it!" Rick whispered.

"You-have to help it," she said, trying to sound firm. "Here."

She poured a glass of iced tea for him and handed it to him. She closed
the refrigerator door before he could look too long at her body through
her nightie. But Rick set the glass on the kitchen table.

He came toward her again. Randi didn't move. This time he encircled her
body with his arms and dropped his hands to her ass. He got his hands
under the skirt of her nightie and squeezed her high, round asscheeks.

Randi felt hot arrows of lust shooting through her wet pussy. Oh,
Jesus, that feels good! she thought. She kissed him back eagerly this
time.

When they stopped kissing, Randi was panting and gasping with
excitement. Her blood was hot and racing. She wanted more.

"Rick, please!" she murmured, kissing his hard chest.

"Please what?"

"Please-stop this!"

"You don't want me to stop."

"I know I don't! But we have to! What if Laura found out?"

"She won't find out unless we tell her. I certainly won't tell her."